After being divorced, I pried the corner of my ex-husband

Zhao Yizhen really didn't want to care about Xia Bing anymore.

He hesitated for a long time, and his reason told him that enough was enough.The fate of one period and one meeting is almost here.Anyway, I don't plan to go back to China to develop, and Xia Bing will not stay in Nansiam.

Then send him away, and in the days to come, let's ask for blessings.

He borrowed someone else's bank card, took some foreign currency cash out, and took advantage of the opportunity of Precha's friend to go out to buy goods, and let Xia Bing and Li Guanying ride in that broken truck.

Before leaving, he also helped Xia Bing go to the mobile phone repair shop to get back the mobile phone he had put there before, and bought two local phone cards by the way, and put some phone charges in them respectively.

He watched Xia Bing put the phone card into the card slot, and took a mobile phone with Li Guanying.Watching them make a final call to his mobile phone respectively, and leave their mobile phone number information after the ring.

"Goodbye, my old guys, I hope you are safe." Zhao Yizhen clenched his phone, waved at the broken truck, and turned to leave.

Xia Bing and Li Guanying were sitting in the leaky trunk of the truck, looking at Zhao Yizhen's back, silently remembering how they got to run under the sunset on the island and their lost...secondary school youth.

Leaning against the back of the truck, Xia Bing took his old mobile phone and flipped through the photos of him and Quan Zhenying when they were together.

I don't know why, but when I looked at it now, I thought it was a celestial face at the beginning, but now I feel it is greasy and exaggerated.But my own smiles are so silly no matter how you look at them.

What was the original picture?Oh, freedom?No, it seems to be competing with someone.

How great would it be if Xia Bing's middle school sophomore could meet a perfect idol?Or, simply stay in the dormitory and at home, soaring in your own middle school comics and middle school games.It became like this... Isn't it all caused by the ridiculous "love" in the brain!

Xia Bing manually deleted those photos one by one.

In front of life and country, "love" seems worthless.

His vision was slightly blurred, and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Li." He suddenly said. "Let me teach you to sing a song."

Seeing the tears in the corners of his eyes, Li Guanying knew that he was hurt by the scene.

So, he nodded, indicating that he would be all ears.

"You have to remember." Xia Bing said. "Then I'll start."

"En." Li Guanying nodded again.Then you can start now!

"Get up, people who don't want to be slaves. Use our flesh and blood to form our new Great Wall. The Chinese nation has arrived, the most dangerous time. Everyone is forced to make a final roar, get up, get up, get up! We... …”

Xia Bing sang very devotedly, and her eyes were full of determination and reverence.

From the melody to the lyrics, this song inspires people to forge ahead and persevere. It is a song that can bring people strength.

Li Guanying was also affected by the song, and she couldn't help but burst into tears and said: "This song is very good! It really makes people's blood boil! Brother Xia...you can't force your feelings. In the future...you will definitely meet more To better and more suitable people."

"This is the national anthem of our Chinese nation. You must remember it for me!" Xia Bing turned to look at Li Guanying again, there was no trace of fragility and sadness in her eyes! "You have to learn it too. If you can't learn it, you're not Chinese!"

"Ah? Ah..." Li Guanying nodded.

"Sing along with me now!" Xia Bing was very determined. "Hurry up, sing!"

Li Guanying didn't know why, stared at Xia Bing hesitantly and sang a sentence.

The lyrics fit but the tune is off.

Xia Bing was very patient and taught him word by word until he could sing the entire national anthem with perfect pitch.

They had limited food and drink along the way, and they couldn't take care of it because they were chilled by the wind.

They stood up, leaning on the edge of the truck bed and singing into the wind.

It will be ok, yes everything will be ok!

In the evening, the truck arrived in Thonburi. The owner said that Xia Bing and Li Guanying got out of the car after his trip was over.

Because he is Zhao Yizhen's friend, he reminded him that there is a bus at the long-distance station at [-] o'clock in the evening, which can go to Nong Khai City, which is very close to the Lao border, and arrives at around [-] o'clock in the morning.You can choose the one with sleeper berths, which are not expensive and can provide a night's sleep.

Xia Bing was very grateful, and after thanking him, he did not forget to give the truck driver a little tip.

He and Li Guanying bought some bread, biscuits and mineral water to take with them, and went to the passenger station to buy a ticket to Nong Khai.

It was already completely dark.

The yellow halo of lights on the city streets also urges the homesickness of pedestrians to return home.

They got into the car with the people who carried their bags or went home or set off, and lay on the sleeper but did not feel sleepy at all.

Xia Bing saw the traffic on the highway outside through the bus window.Those orange light spots stop and go, like a pulse that flows endlessly.

He thought, too, that he was one of these active people, but not one of the living.

His identity is dead, completely dead, he was forced to perish from that pile of cold data databases.

He touched Li Guanying's hand and held it together.

This man, too, came from the past, an unacknowledged element outside the world.

Li Guanying didn't speak, but shook Xia Bing's hand tightly.

The bus stopped and went, shaking dizzily, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, they were placed on the side of an overpass.

Some people got off the bus and changed to other buses, while others followed a row of people to the customs on the other side of the bridge to go through immigration procedures.

Xia Bing and Li Guanying looked at each other, then patted their own trouser pockets, pretending to keep their passports inside.

They first followed the group on the bus and were stopped at the door because they did not have passports.

Yes, cross-border buses require not only passports, but also visas.

The staff checked very carefully.

So they excused that they were going to apply for a visa on arrival, and under the instructions of the staff, they led another group of people across the bridge.

Yes, they all go to the customs to apply for a visa on arrival, and pass through the border directly by the way.

Xia Bing silently followed behind the crowd, widening the distance.

When they walked through the loosely guarded overpass gate, they found that the inside was firmly surrounded by customs clearance gates, forming a natural "wall".Not only is there a 24-hour vigil on duty, but all border facilities are also equipped with broken glass and power grids.

It can be seen that this road is the most normal road, but it doesn't work at all!

Xia Bing pulled Li Guanying, thinking of taking a gamble, bit the bullet and rushed in.

Sure enough, he was kicked out by the staff before entering the lobby.

"No passport. Don't make trouble! Get out of here!"

Xia Bing who was driven away resentfully.

He asked the ferrymen one by one by the river, who was waiting to take him to Laos.

Most people refused.

Later, when it was almost noon, a ferryman finally agreed to take the two of them to Laos without passports, but there was an additional condition: that is, the boat must be sailed after dark.